I'm so sorry for the delay! I really am! I got a job and school and I know I'm making excuses but I'm just so sorry I think that you guys at least deserve to know what been keeping me from writing. :(
Enjoy! *I tried my hardest to make this interesting I promise. And long. Lets not forget long!
The night went by painfully slow for Fred. Hermione wouldn't fall asleep no matter how tired he knew she was. She was trying to spend time with him, and he knew it. Until she said the magic words "Fred, I'm going to sleep." She got up and kissed him. The kiss burned. He knew it was going to be their last. He could feel it in his gut. He waited a little while longer, to make sure that she wouldn't hear him sneak out. He couldn't wait until 4pm. This was something that needed to be handled right away. Soon enough he grabbed his broom and rode down to his old flat. The ride seemed to mess with him, it took forever getting there but he got there and he was standing outside the door. He was nervous, hell nervous was an understatement, he was on a verge of a panic attack. Next thing he knew, Angelina opened the door. She leaned against the door frame. She looked beautiful, as much as he hated to admit it. Her skin glowed, her eyes bore into him. She smiled at him, in a way which he'd never seen her smile.
"Fred, I'm so glad to see you. I'm glad you got my letter. Come on in."
Fred walked in to the apartment. It was cold, not like when he was living there. Their old comfy couch was gone, the blue walls, gone. The carpet was gone. The apartment was all white. So white it hurt your eyes. There was a small uncomfortable leather couch and a checkered floor. It reminded him of a muggle doctor's office.
"I see your admiring the flat. I told you, you should have let me do this long ago darling."
He smiled politely enough. She rolled her eyes and threw a big envelope at him.
"What's this?"
"Proof Fred, I know you don't believe me. And I'll be happy to accompany you to any medi-wizard you'd like to go to if you don't believe those results."
Fred opened the envelope and sure enough the verification of pregnancy was right there, But there was something else that caught his eye. A fetus with flaming red hair, the ultrasound was right there to prove Angelina right. He couldn't look away from it, the evidence was there. He felt himself on the verge of tears. 6 months earlier this would have been a wish come true. Now, now that he knew what a total snake Angelina was and that he had something beautiful with Hermione, this didn't seem right at all. But, there was a human life he had to think about. It wasn't about him anymore. The baby had priority over everything; it deserved to be taken care of properly. He went back to his childhood; he loved every minute of it. He knew that was possible because he had both his parents.
"Believe me now Fred?" Angelina took a seat on his lap. Before he would have been used to her doing that, now the act kind of repulsed him. If she wasn't pregnant he probably would have shoved her off.
"Yes, I do believe you. But let me make one thing clear. I'm not interested in being tied down to you. I will try my best to put up with you for the baby, but that's it. We're not together."
"We're going to have to be. I'm not going to have my baby parading around with his 'stepmum'. Hermione's not allowed to be near my baby Fred. I won't allow it. Your either with me or let me deal with the situation myself. I refuse to have a two mummys, two daddies situation."
"Angelina, that's not fair. I don't want to be with you anymore. Hermione changed my life in the short time she's been here. I'm sure you'd rather be with Wood anyhow."
"Wood doesn't want to raise your child. Those are his exact words, and as for Hermione you have until the baby's out to break up with her. Explain to her that you have a family now and that your not going to have her around you anymore."
"I refuse to do that! Your blackmailing me! You can't do that Angelina! That's so sick and twisted."
"No it's not! What's so sick and twisted about me wanting to provide a strong family life for my child? If you don't want to be there because of Hermione, Fred just say so. I'm still on time to fix all this permanently."
"How can you be so evil? That's a living thing your talking about Angelina! I honestly didn't know you could be like this. Your disgusting."
Fred picked up the ultrasound and other papers and walked out. He stormed around the city for a while. Trying to take out all his anger and frustration, but it wasn't working. He hopped on his broom and headed back to his home with Hermione.
He swept in threw the window as quickly as possible. He tried his best to not wake Hermione but she was already up. And she was furious.
"Where on earth did you fly to at this hour?"
"Hermione…I…"
"You what Fred? You took off in the middle of the night without so much as a note saying you'll be back? That's so irresponsible of you! What we're you thinking?"
"I got a letter and I…"
"You got a letter to fly out in the middle of the night?"
"No, Hermione just let me finish, come here."
Fred guided Hermione towards the couch. Papers in hand, he sat her on his lap. He sank his face into her collarbone to inhale her scent for what could be the last time.
"Hermione the letter was from Angelina." Hermione's face hardened. She didn't say anything she just urged him to go on.
" She wrote to me a couple of hours ago saying that she needed to speak to me about something very important. I went to the old house and well she told me she's pregnant. That Wood left her and she needed my help."
"Why does she need your help? Why would Wood leave her pregnant?"
"He left her because the child is mine; she needs help with our child Hermione. She wants to give the child a proper upbringing."
He handed Hermione the papers and the ultrasound. She read the papers carefully, then turning her attention to the ultrasound. She looked at it. There was a baby alright, with traces of flaming red hair. It was a tiny thing, probably not actual size in the ultrasound.
Hermione smiled, and stood. She kissed Fred's forehead lightly.
"Your baby is beautiful. I wish you two only the best Fred."
"Hermione I don't want her, I want you! She keeps saying evil thing about getting rid of it if I don't leave you. Hermione I'm sorry I have all these feelings for you but I can't put my baby's life in danger. I really do have feelings for you Hermione. I love you Hermione."
Fred kissed Hermione. He kissed her as hard and as long as he could before sensible Hermione pulled away and smiled.
"I love you too, that's why I know that it would be best to let you be the father of that child. I know you wouldn't be able to live with yourself if Angelina did something stupid. Fred, I understand. This was before you and I could have ever happened."
Fred tried to hug Hermione but she pulled away.
"Please, Fred. I know this is hard its tearing me up inside. But we can't pretend its going to all be alright, because its not. What we have is no longer possible now. Don't make this any harder. Please." A single tear escaped her eye. He sighed wiped it away and turned. He looked back at Hermione and he could see she genuinely put aside her feeling for his baby.
"Hermione you're the best thing to have happen to me. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I regret with all my heart having to lose you." Hermione's lips quivered. On a verge of a tearful breakdown she slowly said "Fred you will never lose me, I'll always be with you. No matter what."
"But I'll be away from you, unhappily with Angelina."
"Fred you'll always be with me because you hold a special place in my heart. You bring out the best in me Fred."
No longer being able to take it Hermione locked herself in her bedroom and performed a sleeping charm on herself. This was just another thing she's soon repress. She had to move on with her life, there was no way she could take this as a set back. The good thing was that they were private otherwise she would have to deal with everyone's sympathy.
The next morning was awkward to say the least. She woke up to a half empty home. Then George called her and told her that Alicia was going to take her place, after apologizing. Luckily, Pansy decided to visit her with Scoop.
"Hermione what's wrong? Your not yourself today. You seem so glum."
"I'm just rethinking leaving Spain. I really miss being there. Its seems like all the drama picks off right where you leave it."
"Yes it does, but you have to buck up and get over it otherwise, it'll rule your life."
Hermione looked up and looked at Pansy. She never thought about it like that before. And it was ruling her life as of now. All she wanted to do was hold down Fred and yell "MINE!" if anyone was to even so much as look at him, but she knew she couldn't do that because well 1) she was sane and 2) he was an adult, and he has adult responsibilities to handle. This baby was his and he had to offer it a decent life. She sighed.
"Your right, I'm just a tad lonely. I haven't even visited my Godsons. Or Roxy. I feel so bad now. I actually have a lot of shopping to do. How about you and I got shopping?"
Pansy's eyes lit up.
"Of course, Scoop needs new robes and I need new heels. Oh and I must show you this salon! The witches there know a spell that makes your hair straight for two weeks! Even after you wash it! I have so much to show you!"
"Well let me go get ready. Make yourself at home."
Hermione went of to take a quick enough shower and change. She left her hair in curls since she was going to go get it straightened anyways. She changed into some white tight legging type pants and a black tube top. She slipped into some red flats. She Lined her lash lined and applied heavy mascara to make her eyes pop. She looked gorgeous. She needed that right now. Something to help her boost her ego, she at least had to have that. She walked out and scoop went up to her.
"You look really pretty auntie Mione." Hermione lifted up Scoop and planted a big kiss on his cheek. He giggled and wiped it off. Pansy looked at Hermione and sighed.
"I remember my non-children bared body. How I miss it."
Hermione shook her head and said;
"If I wasn't the one who helped you give birth to Scoop I wouldn't have even guessed that you had children."
"Your just being nice. But lets head out or else all those other snotty witches will get everything we could be having now! Come along Scoop!" "Pansy, you already own everything. Trust me they won't have anything that you want."
"You say that now Hermione, but you'd be surprised."
Hermione, Pansy, and little Scoop headed out to Diagon Ally to start shopping for things Pansy "needed" and to get Hermione's hair done. After having two big shopping bags filled with smaller shrunken shopping bags, and of course after Hermione got her hair straightened, they decided to get something to eat. After sitting down and talking for a little while, Hermione lost Pansy. She kept staring past Hermione. Finally Hermione heard her mutter.
"I can't believe he went back to that ghastly woman. He'll catch something and that'll be the death of him."
"What?" Pansy went back to Hermione.
"Fred, dear. Everyone knows about Angelina cheating on him with half of the U.K. I don't understand why he would go back to her."
Hermione looked back and sure enough, Fred and Angelina, were sitting at a table behind her having lunch.
"She's giving him a family soon, that's why he went back. He's going to be a responsible man."
"Well that explains it! Such a shame! You two would have made a heavenly couple! Beautiful children! Just beautiful."
"Pansy honestly, why would Fred want a bookworm like me?"
"Hermione, do you really believe that?"
"Yes, I do. Now lets hurry up and go, Scoops looking like he needs a nap."
And sure enough the little silver eyed boy was nodding on and off. He didn't even finish his food. The trio went back to Hermione's house so the adults could finish talking. Scoop went to sleep in a room Hermione had designed for her Godson's. Scoop was lying in his own bed peacefully surrounded by many toys and games.
"Hermione, I've been meaning to mention. Draco and I are going to have an anniversary party. It's our fifth year married and you know how much that means now a days."
"Yea it sure is a feat. When is it?"
"This Saturday, but I wanted to know if you would do me a favor before then."
"Sure what is it?"
"My cousin is coming in from Africa, he's been there for a while working with the underprivileged muggle children and I was wondering if you could show him around a bit. I'm much too busy with the preparations and I feel awful."
"Are you sure you want me to do that?"
"Oh sure! He loves the muggle world and since we'll your muggle-born I figure you two will have fun in muggle England."
"Well I don't have anything better to do so why not?" Pansy smiled.
"Thank you so much Hermione. Look stop by my house tonight and I'll introduce you two! He should be flooing in as we speak! Let me go wake Scoop he'd hate to miss his uncle Daniel arriving!"
Hermione smiled. And saw the two off. She decided to take a nap before having to go meet other people. She ended up thinking about Fred and Angelina. How they were eating together like nothing happened. Like they were one big happy family. Then she remembered, they were. She wasn't sure what hurt more. That Fred was acting like everything was going to be okay. Or that things might actually be okay, for Fred that is. She wasn't going to allow herself to be like this anymore. She layed down and fell into a calm but heavy sleep.
Hermione re-awoke at 8 pm. She was a bit late but she retouched her make up and went off to meet David. Better late then never. Hermione arrived at Malfoy manor. She knocked at the heavy intimidating door, and Pansy opened.
"Hermione! You made it! I thought you stood me up dear! Come in!"
"Pansy, I would never stand you up!"
"Good, Good. Come in you must meet David." Pansy led Hermione into the living room.
There she saw Draco and a gorgeous man. He was at least six foot. He had dark skin and light brown hair. His black eyes and extensive muscles were a sight for sore eyes. He looked of latin decent. It was difficult to believe he was a Brit with his tan skin. But she chopped it up to the African sun.
"Hello, You must be Hermione."
"Hello, Nice to meet you. You must be David."
They shook hands and quickly got into deep conversation over his duties in Africa. Everything seemed excellent on the external. But Hermione internally wanted to be near and close to Fred.
Well, that's all I got for you as of now. I'm really sorry if you didn't like the turn the story's taking. I'm not sure what to do with David as of now. But I promise that if any of you are uncomfortable with him I shall find a way to ease him out. :)
But I will need you guys to review! Please? I think I deserve SOME reviews? Please?